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Falynn
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The door slamsshut behind us. One glance at Gio, and I know I’m in deep. I’m inhugetrouble.
He knows I was lying. Yet, as I kick off my stilettos and turn to face him, I can’t bring myself to tell the truth. After everything that’s happened tonight, my brain is a foggy mess. I’m still processing seeing Enzo let alone making sense ofhowandwhy. Let alone figuring out how tonight affects me and Gio.
He stalks toward me, eyes menacing and dark. “Falynn, I’m going to ask you one more time. One more chance to come clean.”
I back away, bumping into the side of the sofa. “Come clean? About what?”
My voice is unlike my own. It’s fraught with a shaky nervousness. I’ve never seen Gio this serious; even the night I stumbled upon him and his men disposing of Jerry’s body. I had been on the brink of peeing myself, I’d been so scared, but tonight doesn’t hold a candle. There’s a predatory quality in how he moves, closing in on me. A frightening coldness on his handsome face, his bearded jaw set hard. He’s the most intimidating man I’ve ever seen.
In this moment, he’s every bit the dangerous, bloodthirsty Mafia king he was born to be.
The devil incarnate. Right in front of me in the flesh.
“You know what,” he says. He reaches out, and I flinch. His hand curves along my cheek, a light brush as if I’m delicate porcelain. “What’s the matter? You’re keeping secrets from me?”
“Gio…” I make a gasping sound like I’m insulted, but I’m still struggling with words.
“You weren’t in on what happened tonight, were you?” he asks.
“Gio—”
“’Cause loyalty is a way of life in the family.” He drops his hand from my cheek and moves toward the massive window overlooking the Strip. “When someone is trusted, and that trust is broken, there’s consequences.”
What consequences? What broken trust? Does he think I’m conspiring with Lovato? With law enforcement? None of it makes any sense.
I wrap my arms around myself. There’s a sudden draft in the room and goosebumps spread over my golden-brown skin. “I’d never betray you. You know that. I’m not hiding anything.”
“On your life?”
“Huh?”
“On your life, you’d never betray me?” He’s staring out the window, his back to me.
But his reflection is in the glass. His face is stony and emotionless, like he’s possessed by an unfathomable darkness.
I shudder and tighten my arms around myself. “Yes. I swear.”
“Wrong answer.”
He abandons the window. He crosses the space between us in a single stride. Before I can react, his nails are digging into the flesh of my upper arm. He’s dragging me into the bedroom.
“You’re lying to me, Falynn. For that I’ve gotta punish you.”
My eyes widen. “Punish me…lying…Gio…but…”
He throws me onto the bed with no effort, then pounces like a beast. I try to push myself up, but he flips me onto my stomach. The Valentino dress I was so worried about ruining earlier is torn off my body. The rip of the fabric is so crass it hurts my ears. I move to roll over, blocked again by his brute power. He holds me flush on my stomach, now naked. His hands are on me immediately. He’s gentle at first, large and warm palms smoothing down the length of my bare spine.
I’m already aware of where this is going, but it doesn’t make the first slap sting any less. Gio smacks my ass with more raw strength than I’m ready for. His palm collides with my supple cheeks once, then twice, then a third and fourth time. I gasp and flinch, jerking against the movement to get up, but again, he holds me down.
The sting burns all over my backside. It’s sharp and unforgiving and leaves me breathless. But as he spanks me again, he shoves his other hand between my thighs. His fingers graze my swollen labia. I’m moist, whether from the spanking or his touch, I don’t even know anymore.
A current of tingles ripple through my pussy as I ache for him to continue.
“You’re wet, Falynn. You must like being punished.” He pushes his fingers into me.
